Yeah. He changed my whole fucking life. Everything. Everything I've been - trying to work for, Sang, everything -- [ she pauses, reigning her voice in. ] He would've helped you without even thinking twice.
So. The tattoo's a reminder. To be less selfish. Less willing to just wreck everything I come across.
You've made this better for at least one of us, miss Beau. More, if I'm not mistaken.
[-because he remembers how many people tried to help stop her from getting herself hurt, yesterday. how many reacted with that immediate concern, that boy's voice saying he wasn't going to let her be hurt.
people care about her, and there's a reason for it.]
I think you're living up to it well enough. Better than I could.
[ ohhh she is glad he can't feel her emotions anymore. ]
Oh, shut the fuck up, I don't - I don't want to hear you praise my stupid ass by putting yours down. [ but her voice is weak and a little wet, maybe. critical hit!! ]
We studied together when we were young, in the GusuLan Sect-- Wei Wuxian, myself, and his brother Jiang Cheng.
[you know, that asshole uncle of jin ling's.]
He'd sneak in alcohol when it was forbidden, and I'd share the- illustrations I snuck in, and Jiang-xiong would tell us we'd be in so much trouble if we were caught-- but he'd drink, too. [a slight laugh, there, a shake of his head.] Wei-xiong was truly brilliant, though. Always coming up with new cultivational theories... I admired him quite a bit, even if he did get into too much trouble. He was just- easy to go along with. Always smiling.
Yeah. He sounds great, actually, I think I'd like him. [ she reaches to pat nie huaisang's leg. ] It's kind of nice to have someone chaotic like that around, huh?
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[that quiets him for a moment, makes him think of someone else who had an infectious sort of cheer, the tendency to liven up any room.
up until he didn't, anymore.
for a few moments there's just the continued motion of his hands.]
And was it like that with you? Being better for having known him.
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Yeah. He changed my whole fucking life. Everything. Everything I've been - trying to work for, Sang, everything -- [ she pauses, reigning her voice in. ] He would've helped you without even thinking twice.
So. The tattoo's a reminder. To be less selfish. Less willing to just wreck everything I come across.
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[-because he remembers how many people tried to help stop her from getting herself hurt, yesterday. how many reacted with that immediate concern, that boy's voice saying he wasn't going to let her be hurt.
people care about her, and there's a reason for it.]
I think you're living up to it well enough. Better than I could.
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Oh, shut the fuck up, I don't - I don't want to hear you praise my stupid ass by putting yours down. [ but her voice is weak and a little wet, maybe. critical hit!! ]
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[a half-shrug, there, as he finishes combing and starts separating out a small section of her hair to braid it.]
I haven't had much of a choice besides selfishness, in some ways, but it's-- I think you've chosen a good way to live.
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[ no trash talk!!! ]
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[still braiding!! he's being careful not to pull too hard.]
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If a fucked up asshole like me can manage to do something good, you can too. [ she cannot believe she has to tell TWO BOYS THIS TONIGHT ]
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[which is something, at least?
sorry beau boys are dumbasses]
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Yeah, well, that's all I can ask out of you. [ she shifts, looking back down at her lap. she stares at the array on the paper for... a long time. ]
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eventually, though:]
You know- I knew someone similar to your friend, once.
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Yeah?
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[you know, that asshole uncle of jin ling's.]
He'd sneak in alcohol when it was forbidden, and I'd share the- illustrations I snuck in, and Jiang-xiong would tell us we'd be in so much trouble if we were caught-- but he'd drink, too. [a slight laugh, there, a shake of his head.] Wei-xiong was truly brilliant, though. Always coming up with new cultivational theories... I admired him quite a bit, even if he did get into too much trouble. He was just- easy to go along with. Always smiling.
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Yeah. He sounds great, actually, I think I'd like him. [ she reaches to pat nie huaisang's leg. ] It's kind of nice to have someone chaotic like that around, huh?